My Daughter-in-Law Threw Ice Water on Me for Sleeping at 9 A.M.—She Had No Idea Whose House She Was Trying to Take

Greed?

Contempt?

Ambition?

Maybe all.

Maybe she had grown up believing visible wealth was the only protection from being ordinary.

Maybe my work embarrassed her because physical labor threatened the image she was constructing.

Maybe she saw Barrett Premium Meats and thought:

Old man.